The camp of the Monks of St. Jom's Monks was on a border in Mecklenburg County. A bonfire was lit in front of the cave deep in the forest. More than fifty knights in chain mail sat next to the bonfire to keep warm. They often spoke silently, inserting the sword in their hands to the ground. The cross formed by the sword body and the hilt of the sword became the object of prayer for the knights. Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves sounded from outside the forest. The knights raised their heads and stood up and held the hilt of the sword.

"It's Xiu that I'm back." A sharp-eyed knight saw that Xiu was walking in from the forest, and then inserted the sword in his hand back into the scabbard around his waist and surrounded it. Xiu was born with nobleness and had a good prestige among the knights of the Saint Jom Monks Association. However, this time, he took more than 20 people out to participate in the rescue of Aruod, which had already angered the elders of the Monks Association. The other knights couldn't help but worry about him.

"Brother." Xiu led his horse out of the kneeless grass. He walked to the middle of the knights with a smile on his face, patting everyone on the shoulders with his hands, not as if he was worried about his actions.

"Xu, the elder is very angry. He even threatened to fire you." A knight with a very good relationship with Xiu came to him and whispered to him.

"I know, I was really reckless about this incident, but I brought back good news to the elder, hoping that he would be satisfied." Xiu was full of confidence and believed that the news he brought back was enough to make the elder take back his accusations against him.

"I hope so, may God be with you my brother."

"May God be with you my brother." Xiu said goodbye to his friend and came to the rock cave alone. The entrance of this rock cave could only accommodate one person to bend over and enter, but it was very deep and wide inside. I don't know if it was once a nest for wild beasts. But now it has temporarily become a mysterious gathering point for the Saint Jom monks. Xiu took a deep breath and bent down and crawled in.

"Xuan, are you back?" When the Xiu Knight crawled in, he passed a dark passage and his eyes lit up. Many white candles burned on the stones under the rock wall in the cave. More than a dozen bald monks knelt in several rows. They held their hands and lowered their heads as if they were praying to the Lord in the sky. There was a small hole in the cave above their heads. The sun shone in through the hole to form a pillar of light. In the dark environment, this light has a special significance to the people of the Saint Jom Monks Association.

"Elder." Xiu quickly knelt down on one knee, holding his raised knees with both hands and lowering his head.

"Well, I wish you a blessing." Standing in front of the monks was a middle-aged monk with deep wrinkles. His face was covered with deep wrinkles. Apart from the bald head on the top of his head, there was only a little white hair on the edge of his head. His blue eyes were particularly energetic. His name was Barthre, who was originally a small minister in the Roman Catholic Church, but he didn't know what method he used to win the favor of the Cardinal of the Privy Council and gained the right to form a monk's association in this remote area, but his career was very unsuccessful. In this deeply rooted area of ​​the Lomva religion, no inch of land was in his hands.

"Thank you for your blessings, Elder." Xiu quickly drew a cross on his chest, but he knew that this was just Bartley's habit before talking about things, and that he did not really have no prejudice against his unauthorized actions.

"Xu, you have always been the most devout knight in our monks' association. I have always thought you could take on important tasks, but this time you disappointed me." Barthre slowly walked to Xiu. His body exuded a strange smell of not taking a bath for a long time. Even basic life was a problem in the cave, which made him who had been in the prosperous city of Rome go crazy. He seemed to have been forgotten by the whole world, and now his knights have begun to act without permission and not take the elder of the monks' association seriously.

"I'm sorry, elder, but I've brought news." Xiu lowered his head lowered, and he quickly reported the whole process to Barthel, including Arod's request to Barthel become a courtier.

"What? A little earl actually made me, the elder of the monks, his court minister, not crazy." Barthre was simply ridiculous. He came from a world center like Rome. If it were the court of the Holy Roman Emperor, he might have considered it, but if a country earl actually wanted to make himself a court minister, is there anything more ridiculous than this?

"Maybe, you can go to the Wisma Club for a while. I think Mecklenburg County will be held in his hands in the future." Xiu thought of Arod's terrible whirlwind cannon, almost breaking through Wisma's defense with a devastating force. Those who can master such terrible weapons are likely to become rulers of this county. If the monk St. Jomme wants to develop, he must establish good relations with the local rulers.

"As a devout Christian, he should take the initiative to give us a bishop instead of making various requests to the monks, let alone you save his life. These secular nobles are always so ungrateful." Barthel curled his lips and shook his head without commenting on the unknown country count's words.

"So, do you want to refuse the invitation from Count Arod?" Barthel's rejection was expected by Xiu. In addition to bringing back the news, he also brought Barthel's invitation to Arod's banquet.

"No, it is the duty of the nobles to invite those who pray to God. Why do we refuse? Our brothers have not slept under the eaves for a long time and ate cooked food. Although thrift is a virtue, we still need useful services to serve God and serve Rome."

After Arod conquered the town of Visma, he decided to hold a banquet here to entertain those who helped him. The banquet was located in the home of the local chamber of commerce leader Heller. As the home of the local chamber of commerce leader Heller was spacious enough. The cost of food and wine was collected by the merchant in the name of the chamber of commerce. Arod was very satisfied with this method of earning reputation without paying his own pockets, and Heller was eager to gain favor in front of the new ruler to ensure his status and monopoly on fur trade.

"Mr. Heller, I am very satisfied with your performance. Are you interested in becoming a member of my court?" Arod looked at Heller's endless service, distributing all kinds of food and wine to every empty wooden table. Each servant was assigned his own responsibilities. This organization and management method seemed orderly, which allowed Arod to see Heller's organizational capabilities. Such a talent was exactly what Arod needed, because facing the increasingly exhausted wallet of war, Arod needed a capable person to make his own plans.

"This is my honor, but I am just a humble businessman. Can I join your court?" Heller was so excited that he didn't know what to say. Entering Arod's court would mean becoming a political core figure in Mecklenburg County. This was simply unimaginable for a humble businessman like him.

"I use people regardless of their noble blood or not. You can be completely relieved of this, not to mention that I am the one who decides my territory." Arod picked up a wine glass filled with wine placed on his table and handed it to Heller in his hands, which made Heller even more flattered.

"Thank you for your trust, Count, I will definitely be loyal to you." Heller picked up the wine glass and drank it. His face was rosy because of excitement. Arod was also very happy that he could get a trusted courtier.

"However, you may have to wait. After I conquered Mecklenburg Castle, I will officially announce my own palace member." Arod was very excited about forming his own palace, but he did not expect that he would become a prince.

"Well, cough, cough." Just as Arod picked up another wine glass and was about to take a sip, Heller's face turned redder. He kept coughing. The violent coughing sound was terrible. The cup in his hand also fell to the ground and made a crisp rolling sound. The busy servants in the hall stopped and looked at this side.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, Heller?" Arod saw Heller's eyes rolling, his body fell softly to the ground, and black blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth. Arod hugged his body and shouted his name.

"What happened? Earl." Julian rushed into the hall from outside the door with sweat when he heard the movement. He saw Heller lying on the ground. Arod held his neck to help Heller unbutton his collar. A wine glass rolled on the ground on the left hand of Heller.

"Get clean water quickly." Aruod immediately realized what was going on. There was poison in that cup, and it was supposed to be the glass he drank, but by chance Heller drank it. It can be said that Heller died for him.

"The water is coming." Julian looked at the terrible scene in front of him. He did not expect that someone would throw poison at the banquet to poison Arod. If Heller hadn't drunk the wine, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Drink and spit out the poison." Arod tried hard to pour clear water into Heller's mouth, but it was futile. The poison's medicinal properties were very severe. Heller's respiratory system was completely disordered, and his brain nerves were completely paralyzed and damaged by the poison. In other words, he was suffocated to death. Looking at Heller whose eyes were wide open and his body gradually became stiff, Arod finally put down the water cup in his hand. This person who had just become his courtier died like this.

"Sir, are you okay?" Julian looked at Arod, with a gray face, and walked forward worriedly to support his shoulder.

"Immediately order the soldiers to block the entire house, and everyone, including the chef and the servant, are not allowed to leave. I will catch the poisoned bastard." Aruod's eyes were filled with blood, and his teeth were chewing, almost squeezing out words from the gaps.
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